#roadhog smut

[kiwi-on-ice]

Kinktober 2024 day 18: Size Kink with Roadhog

gn reader, NSFW 18+

Also contains slightly mean mako, creampie

“Slow down” Mako remarks roughly, watching as you paw pathetically at the large bulge in his trousers. He grunts as you huff and remove your hands, sitting back on your haunches on the slightly stained old mattress that lays in his hideout.

“But-“

He lets out another grunt, louder this time that tell you to close your mouth. “You know it ain’t gonna fit just yet.”

You huff but relent as he frees his cock, taking your breath away. It’s large, just like the rest of him. It’s thick too, with a prominent vein that runs along the underside that you wish you could run your tongue along to feel him buck up against your mouth.

But he lets you wrap your smaller hand around him, smooth cool skin giving him an electric sensation as you start to slowly pump up and down. The contrast of the size of your hand to the cock that you can barely wrap your whole fingers around was not lost on the both of you, and it makes your lover throb in your grasp.

But it isn’t enough, so he grabs you by the waist and lifts you as if you weigh nothing so he can manoeuvre you. It’s then when he starts to prep you, using a healthy amount of lube and his meaty fingers to stretch out your hole.

You already feel full with two of his fat fingers pushing rhythmically inside you, but your eyes were proving bigger than your hole as you keep begging him for his cock. Saying how you need him to fuck you, to fill you up completely, to ruin you.

And your lover is only a man. So he relents, letting you climb on his lap before positioning himself underneath your lubed entrance. But it’s only when you start to lower yourself that you realise your mistake.

But Mako only chuckles softly, holding the meat of your hips and pushing you down slowly. He enjoys the way you gasp, the way your thighs shake and your whimpers escape.

“Too much…” you manage to get out, which he only chuckles more at.

“You were the one begging f’it.”

At his mean comment, you can’t help but whimper more pathetically, his cock still punching its way in. Your eyes roll back a little as you struggle, but he persists, holding your now limp body and pulling you down and down.

Soon enough, he bottoms out inside of you and you swear you’ve never felt so full in all your life. All you can feel is him, every slight twitch of your body serving to knock his cock against your inner walls. Breath coming out in short and sharp gasps, you try your hardest to adjust to his sheer size.

“Too much f’you still?” He remarks, his condescension turning you on in a twisted swirl of pleasure and humiliation.

Determined, you shake your head before bracing your hands on his thighs. Gripping the soft flesh, you shakily raise yourself up before moving down again at a slow pace, the stretch still almost too much.

You continue like that for a minute, until at one point you lose your grip on his thighs and accidentally drop, impaling yourself which elicits a cry from you and a deep guttural groan from Mako.

“Fuck sweetheart.”

He starts to move you now, chasing that intense feeling as he acts like you’re a toy. Up and down, he bounces you on his cock for his pleasure, the experience borderline too much for you to handle as his cock repeatedly fills you up over and over again.

Moans escape you in quick succession, hands scrambling to his stomach and chest just to have something to ground you, to keep you from falling into the recesses of your mind in a pleasure fuelled haze.

“So good, takin’ me so well.” He praises lowly, fingertips surely leaving bruises as he keeps moving you.

Eventually he adds his hips into the mix, thrusting up in time with slamming you down, causing a scream to rip its way from your throat. He uses you completely, and while you orgasm around him, he doesn’t completely notice, so entranced by how small your frame is, wondering just how his cock was able to fuck into your tiny hole.

When he finally cums inside, he buries himself to the hilt and keeps you still, needing to plug you up as his release coats your insides. As you whimper how full you feel, he moans deeply and comes to the slightly concerning realisation that he could get used to having you on his dick like this.

[acradelius]

Roadhog smut where Reader has a kink for being praised?

"Such A Good Little Piggy~"

Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2

Pairing: Roadhog ("Mako Rutledge") x Gender Neutral! Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: MDNI, Gender Neutral! Reader, They/Them Pronouns Used For Reader, Soft! Dominant! Roadhog, Verbal Praise Kink, Verbal Praise - Roadhog Giving/Reader Receiving, Reader Gets Called Gorgeous- Still Gender Neutral, Nickname Usage, Spanking, Roadhog Being Slightly Commanding.

Word Count: 516 Words

Taglist: @masterofpuns

(It took longer than expected to get this out because I thought I was doing the tagging/mentioning system wrong, lol)

If you'd like to be tagged for all posts, certain fandom posts, or certain character posts then feel free to message me!

“..and here you said that you wouldn’t be able to take such a thick, enormous cock~'' There's a taunting, teasing tone within the words that Mako speaks, followed by a chuckle of mere amusement, as he watches his poor, little (Y/N) squirming underneath his own bulky size in an attempt to adjust to the seemingly never-ending length of Mako’s cock. A bright, flustered blush covering their cheeks while their eyes are slightly blown from the pleasure that’s coursing throughout their system. “..looking so gorgeous down there as you continue to try to handle all of me~ Such a good Little Piggy, aren’t you?~” His words, that gravelly tone of voice, especially whenever he would praise them, conjures up a loud, almost desperate moan from (Y/N)’s lips. Slowly, but surely, inch after inch (Y/N) manages to take from Mako, a pleasurable pressure becoming a bit more intense the more that they take, until there’s a sigh of relief that escapes the heavyset man above them. “Managed to take it all, huh?~ All the way to the base, Little Piggy~ It drives me absolutely wild whenever you’re able to take me all like this~”

It was almost an addiction, the emotions that were at an all time high within (Y/N), combined with the consistent pleasure that came along with arching their back just right and beginning to move their hips in a - circular motion. While the movement from Mako himself was appreciated, causing a brief high pitched cry to escape out into the open from the occasional quick, rough thrust, Mako really wouldn’t have to do anything at this point. (Y/N) was doing everything on their own. It definitely was a sight, a sight that he would make sure to engrain within his memories. “That’s my good Piggy~ Rock your hips just like that~” Another firm slap to their ass, another soft moan that leaves their lips. “Good, good~ Now, how about you go faster?~ I know that you can take it~"

“I’m so proud of you for taking my cock so well, (Y/N)~ You’ve done so well to please me so far~ How about you give yourself a well deserved break and let Daddy Pig take the reins, hm?~ I’ll take such good care of you as you have been taking such good care of me~” Mako doesn’t bother to even give (Y/N) the chance to respond before he places his enormous hands upon (Y/N)’s hips, having a tight grip before he begins setting a quick, yet gentle pace as he thrusts. It doesn’t matter though. Between the physical pleasure that he was bestowing upon (Y/N), and the constant praise that he was giving, (Y/N) was feeling as if they were on Cloud Nine, and wouldn’t want it any other way. Slightly blown pupils from the lust and arousal that coursed throughout their system, and the large grin that was gracing their lips, it was obvious to tell that they were enjoying it. “Such a good, little Piggy, I am~ Such a good, little Piggy~”

[letternotekisses]

overwatch men react to you pulling their boxers down w/your teeth 🫦

Mauga enjoys it probably a tad too much, smiling at you lasciviously, his sharp canines glinting in the low light as you grip the elastic in between your teeth. By the time you’re done he’s already hard and pulsing against your cheek. Better get to work on finishing what you’ve started, sweetheart.

Junkrat gets overexcited. He’s a jittery mess before you’ve even dropped to your knees. When you do finally drag his boxers down, his cock stands to attention almost comically fast and he’s impatiently leaning down to grope at you, growling in your ear that he just can’t wait darl—

Lucio freezes up for a minute like you’ve shocked him, his mouth open like a guppy. He’s rigid and uncharacteristically quiet, until he’s shaking a pleased shiver out of his shoulders. Damn, that was hot.

Hanzo lights up in a furious blush that coats his magnificent cheekbones. There’s a scoff on his lips that says this behaviour is uncouth, but the raging hard on he’s sporting says otherwise.

Reaper lets out an interested grunt, before settling a clawed gauntlet on top of your head. He thumbs your forehead in a faux gesture of romance, guiding your lips to the engorged flesh of his cock. Better get to work if you want to earn his favour, sweetness. Party tricks like that won’t woo him so easily!

Cassidy is all too pleased, chewing on the end of a cigar as you busy yourself. He hums, the cherry of his cigar wafting smoke sensually into the air before he stubs it out to give you his full attention, thumbing your cheek as you part your lips for him. You look so darn pretty like that, sugar.

Genji is pleasantly surprised. Your eagerness is what turns him on more than anything, so watching you drag the elastic of his boxers down to kiss up his cock like it was the best thing you’d ever held had him a little dizzy with want.

Roadhog lets out a gruff, breathy laugh. He cocks his head down at you, the sweet little thing rubbing and licking at him through his boxers, whining up at him. He’ll indulge you, just the once, let’s see if you can take it all in one go this time.

Lifeweaver watches you patiently with a knowing glint in his eyes. Exhaling softly when you pull him out of his boxers and rest his cock against your cheek. A cheeky little thing, aren’t you? Although, Niran finds that two can play at this game, and soon enough he’s dragging your panties down with his teeth intent on eating you out until you’re crying his name.

Baptiste is all smiles. He lays the charm on real thick, but it falters a little once you lick and suck your way around his v-line, grasping the elastic of his boxers between your teeth and letting it snap back against his skin playfully. Keep it up and he’s putty in your hands, rest assured he’ll get you back for it, though.

Sigma finds the presence of you under his desk a comfort while he works. He’s familiar with it when you tug his underwear away, eager to warm him with your mouth. Siebren keeps his cool, but there’s always a delighted shiver that climbs his spine, twitching against your lips at the very thought of you down there, between his thighs.

Reinhardt gets overeager, his abdominal muscles flexing as he strains against the primal urge to abuse his superior strength, to pick you up and absolutely ruin you. It’s worth the wait, though. As you look so pretty, lathing your tongue over his heavy cock as it rests on your face. He fights to be gentle with you - he doesn’t want to break you, well, not until you’re well and good and all stretched out first.

Ramattra doesn’t necessarily wear boxers, but he’ll let you lavish the wires in his hips. Pluck at them with your teeth all you want, little human, you couldn’t make a dent. Ramattra will let you have your fun, but it won’t save you from being ravaged by him later on ;)

Doomfist quirks a brow and smirks at you before placing a heavy, warm hand on the back of your head to guide your movements. You’re eager to please, and it’s what he loves about you. That, and the fact that you look so gorgeous speared upon his cock, clearly too big for you to take, but you’ll try for him anyway, won’t you?

[pogona]

[froggibus]

Mako Voorhees - Roadhog

Pairing: slasher! Mako Rutledge x gn! reader

Genre: angst?

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: your summer job at Camp Crystal Lake takes a dark turn when the camp security officer snaps

CW: semi au, Camp Crystal Lake exists in the OW universe, slasher! Roadhog, murder, violence, blood, fear, general horror things, not proofread

hey hey!! this is based on this wonderful art by @jamiesmeatshop !! slasher aus are very close to my heart but i hardly write them :,) i very very much wanted to turn this into smut but I wasn’t sure if you’d be comfy with that ! hopefully this isn’t too weird ^^ also just lmk if you don't like this & i can untag you/take it down!

Lightning cracks across the night sky, illuminating the dark rain clouds overhead and splitting them open. Thunder roars and then the rain starts, torrential and cold. 

You wrap your arms around yourself, rushing down the path as it turns to mud beneath your sneakers. The rubber soles of your shoes slip-slide, threatening to send you careening face first at any moment, but you don’t stop. 

The second one of the old, beaten cabins comes into sight, you’re ducking inside and slamming the door behind you. Your hands tremble as you force the lock shut, letting your back rest against it while you catch your breaths. 

Your head spins, thoughts flying so fast it’s dizzying. One minute, everything was fine, and the next, you were finding one of the other counsellors nailed to the bathroom door with an axe. 

Lightning crackles once more and you’re suddenly acutely aware of an approaching shadow. You scramble to your feet, awkwardly stumbling to a small gap between a bunk bed and the wall. You just barely manage to squeeze in, the wood scratching your back as you slide down the wall. 

God, you should have never taken this job. It was meant to be easy money for the summer—all you had to do was watch a few kids, run some activities, do a couple chores. You never would have expected for it to turn so sour, so vile. 

You’d heard the rumours long before coming here. The irradiated grounds of Camp Crystal Lake had been a bloodbath long before the Omnic Crisis—with stories of missing campers and brutal murders. It was all chalked up to folklore, though, silly stories locals told to deter businessmen from reopening the camps. 

If only someone had listened. 

The ground rumbles, the sky lights up once more with another bitter streak of light, and suddenly the shadow is right outside the door. Looming is the only word that comes to mind. The shadow is looming and you’re well aware that the person to whom the shadow belongs must be equally as large. 

You swallow, all of the breath leaving your body at the first sound of someone trying to break down the door. You shrink further into your hiding spot, praying to any god that will listen that no one will find you here. 

The old wood of the door whines as it’s hit harshly once more, the rusty lock clicking in warning. You squeeze your eyes shut, bracing yourself as another hit lands. Then another, then another—and suddenly the door is bursting open, crashing to the floor in a mess of splinters. 

The floor shakes with heavy bootsteps. Loud, breathless pants fill your ears, echoing off the walls as if it’s taunting you. Your fists clench and you dig your nails into your palms as hard as you can. Pleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepl—

There’s a loud, gritty laugh. A familiar loud, gritty laugh that has your blood running as cold as the rain outside. The footsteps get closer, his shadow casting across the wall. 

You force your eyes open and squint into the darkness, clamping both hands over your mouth when you see the machete in his hand.  

One more step and another lightning strike and suddenly the face of your attacker is revealed. Covered in blood, dishevelled and muddy and heaving, is Mako. Though he’s tried to cover his face with a hockey mask, it’s unmistakably him. 

You’re almost grateful for the paralysis your fear has granted you, if only because it’s frozen the tears in your eyes. Not him, anyone but him. 

He lets his machete drop to the floor, the metal screeching against the wood as he drags closer and closer to you. You try to press yourself further into the wall only to find there’s nowhere to go. You’re stuck. 

Fear and anger and fucking disappointment burn in your chest, the roar of it all drowning out the sounds of his approach. Mako was supposed to be the camp security guard, the person to turn to when you heard strange noises in the dead of night, but first and foremost, he was also supposed to be your friend. 

A shiver runs up your spine when he stops directly in front of you, his eyes scanning the room. You squeeze your eyes shut once more—as if that will keep him from seeing you—and try to still the heavy breaths in your chest. 

He steps forwards, continuing on his path, and for a second, you think you’re in the clear. A shaky exhale leaves your lips. 

And then he’s spinning around, his eyes falling on you. A dark laugh fills the room, that deep chuckle you once thought endearing making your blood run cold. You can’t see his face behind the mask, but you can almost see the twisted smile on his face. 

“Found you.”

Despite your wishes, your whole body trembles. Every muscle in your body cowers before him, surrendering you before you’ve even gotten a chance to fight. Your lungs greedily gulp in air, the inhales and exhales only seconds apart. 

You have no choice but to watch when he takes a booming step towards you. His grip on the machete in his hands loosens and you wait for him to lash out, to strike. And then he does something that surprises you even more—he drops it. 

Your brows knit together in confusion and for that second and that second only, your breathing evens out. Your eyes stay locked to him, tracing every flex of his muscles as he keeps coming toward you. 

“What’s wrong, little mouse?” 

It’s impossible to tell if he’s taunting you or not, the gravelly tone of his voice almost drowned out by the thunderous roar of the rain outside. You press your lips together in a tight line. 

He stops a few feet away. “I ain’t gonna hurt ya.”

An easy breath leaves your body when you realize he’s being serious, a glimpse of the old Mako behind the mask. One of his large hands reaches up and tugs the mask up, letting it rest on the top of his head. 

Blood splatters his face in the pattern of the holes on the mask, like the wickedest polka dots you’ve ever seen. You swallow hard at the sight, your stomach churning in response to the blood that you know belonged to counsellors just like you. 

“I—I don’t believe you,” your voice is meek. 

He only smiles at that, reaching out a hand towards his machete. He picks it up slowly and you cringe, bracing yourself to meet a horrible demise. 

“You don’t have to,” he says nonchalantly. He twists the machete around, passing you the handle, “but a man’s gotta have a partner.”

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[r00kaline]

How would Overwatch characters have you saved in their phone?

Tanks:

*Roadhog- Probably first name basis when it comes to contact info, probably in big ass bold letters so he would see it better though.

*Reinhardt- Saves people as numbers in his phone, so you'd probably be the number of the next contact.

*Orisa- Your callsign with maybe ":)" at the end depending on how close you are.

*Sigma- Definitely a weird nickname of your actual name, something that he made up and went with, it's probably not even close to your actual name.

*Doomfist- The incorrect spelling of your name.

*Zarya- Russian nickname on what she thinks about you (Slavics understand what I mean).

*Junker Queen- Something about your physical traits which helps her identify who you are.

*Rammatra- Also probably just your name.

*Mauga- Emoji as your contact name.

Attackers:

*Genji- Your name spelled in Japanese to help him read it.

*Torbjorn- Either "Kid #whatever" or no name at all.

*Ashe- Probably a southern nickname like "Chick" or "That One".

*Echo- Saved as your real name with the initial at the end.

*Hanzo- Pretty much the same as Genji but your callsign.

*Junkrat- Maybe "Sheila" or like "The Special One", he has the weirdest contact names for people that make no sense to anyone but him.

*Mei- Your social media username.

*Pharah- Your full legal name with the initials and what not.

*Reaper- No contact name either, just a profile picture.

*Soldier 76- The country of your home flag.

*Sombra- "Amiga/o" and than your name.

*Symmetra- Your callsign with two emojis that she thinks match you.

*Tracer- A short nickname of your name in all caps and even an exclamation point.

*Widowmaker- Your name in her contacts is based off the color of your hair, somehow, it's a bit too accurate too. It can also be based off of a little detail about u like a specific spot with a birthmark or something.

Supports:

*Briggite- "The" and then how she views or thinks of you.

*Moira- "Little girl/boy" or smth like that.

*Zenyatta- Also your full name but spelled in weird ass initials.

*Ana- Probably a nickname she has for you, very short one but only uses it on contacts.

*Baptiste- An emoji that does not match your name whatsoever.

*Lucio- Your callsign with a smiley face.

*Mercy- Probably "Mein Freund" followed up with your name.

*Kiriko- An emoji of your spirit animal.

*Lifeweaver- Something that would correlate with your special ability so he can remember you easily.

Please request something in the comments with COD, OV2, or TF2, I am on a block and am currently trying to wrap up one smut for a friend that I'll post.

[divizin]

HI GUYS!!!

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im divizin and i’ve been reading fanfic + writing my own for like 7 years now but ive finally decided to go public and start taking requests!! i’ve always admired people with public writing blogs :3 these are the fandoms + characters i write for!!

[note: i may occasionally ocpost + i mainly (basically exclusively) write male characters + i am def searching for moots!!!]

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ATSV

•Miguel

•Hobie

•Peter B. Parker

COD

•Ghost

•Soap

•Price

AVATAR

•Jake

•Quaritch

DBH

•Connor

•Ralph

•Hank

FNAF

•William Afton

•Henry Emily

OW2

•Junkrat

•Roadhog

•Reaper

•Soldier 76

•Reinhardt

•Lifeweaver

•Genji

•Hanzo

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I WILL WRITE:

Smut, Angst, Whump, Fluff, Kink

I WILL NOT WRITE:

NSFW content featuring characters who are minors, Gore for the intent of arousal, Incest, Reqs falling under racial stereotypes, and most other basic DNI criteria. :]

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

[junkratsjunkertown]

hi could you maybe write junker queen fluffy smut with a chubby s/o? i liked your poly headcannons with her and rat im just not super into him lol. thanks in advance wether you accept or not!

You’re welcome and I hope you like it.

I Love You No Matter What

Junker Queen x Chubby! Reader

TW: Mentions of weight

Odessa was just lounging in her throne when you walked in looking like you’ve been crying. She sees you and hurries to your side. She looks both panicked and angry.

“Who made you cry, My Bunny? I’ll hunt them down and hurt them.”

You slightly smile at her nickname for you.

“No one made me cry. I was just feeling a little insecure about my body.”

She kisses your soft lips and she places a hand on your plump butt. She parts from the kiss

“Bunny, if you’re feeling insecure please let me know. I know that’s hard.”

You two smile at each other and totally forget that her hand is on your butt. That’s until someone interrupts.

“Oh. Um. Should I leave you two alone?”

Odessa sighs as she let’s go if you.

“What is it?”

“Well, we have an update on the whereabouts of Jamison “Junkrat” Fawkes and Mako “Roadhog” Rutledge. But we can wait until you’re ready, my queen.”

“Just give me ten minutes and I’ll meet cha in the meeting room.”

The other person bows and leaves. Odessa holds you again.

“Now, where we’re we?”

“Well your hands were on my butt and you were making my insecurities fade away.”

“Ah, yes! My sweet bunny. You will always look amazing to me. And if anyone tells you otherwise I’ll kick em out.”

You chuckle.

“Odessa, could we cuddle until you have to go to that meeting?”

“Of course my bunny. Anything for you.”

She gives your butt a quick squeeze and you two cuddle until the meeting. Unfortunately you two fell asleep and missed the meeting, but no one was going to say anything about it.

[acradelius]

Butcher Mako smut where the reader is a witch who summons Mako to form a pact where he obeys every command of the reader?

"Revenge-! It Can Wait, Actually."

Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2

Pairing: Butcher! Roadhog ("Mako Rutledge") x Gender Neutral! Witch! Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Minors Do Not Interact With (MDNI), Overwatch Alternate Universe, Butcher! Roadhog, Witch! Reader, Gender Neutral! Reader, They/Them Pronouns Used For Reader, "Burn The Witch/Kill The Witch" Similar Trope, (Accidental) Aphrodisiac Usage - One Sided, Consent Is Present Despite (Y/N) And Roadhog's "Relationship", Fingering - Recieving! Reader, Mentions Of Multiple Orgasms

Word Count: 2,189 Words

Taglist: @masterofpuns

Indignation. 

Outrage. 

Resentment. 

Fury. 

Irritation. 

Five different words, yet all having similar definitions. 

Similar connections to each other. 

Yet, it wasn’t any of those words or any other similar words that could be conjured up from the depths of (Y/N)’s mind to even begin describing the anger that was bubbling up within them.

It thrummed within their veins. 

It roared throughout their mind. 

It vibrated throughout their being. 

Times have changed, therefore, shouldn’t the people have changed as well? Apparently not so for those that reside within the nearby village, only being some miles away from where that small and cozy cottage of (Y/N)’s was located within the surrounding forest. It seemed that after all these years of assisting the villagers with various tasks and activities, some as simple as enchanting some plants to grow more quickly to some as extraneous as bringing someone back to health from the brink of death, none of that mattered. How there had been plenty of opportunities for the Witch to essentially take advantage and cause havoc amongst the villagers, but yet had not, and assisted in what they thought was good for everyone. Despite the good deeds, (Y/N) was well aware that there were still suspicions from the village elders about their intentions. 

Typical elder type of mindset, or at least, (Y/N) had thought that the suspicions were only amongst the elders. 

The thick, choking black smoke could be seen billowing from the treetops of the forest from some miles away from the general location of where the village and (Y/N)’s was at. At first, they hadn’t really thought anything about it. There were some individuals within the village that were known of being “fire starters”, or possibly it was that the village was having some sort of celebration or feast that required a lot of wood burning. Yet, as (Y/N) continues to approach the location of their beloved cottage, it seems to dawn on them that the location of the fire is indeed not coming from the village, but from their cottage itself! Considering that they essentially were carrying a sack from their most recent travels, it takes some minutes to finally make it back. 

Upon reaching the crumbling, burning cottage the elders of the village have formed a semicircle around the cottage, the rest of the townsfolk gathered around behind them, some holding lit torches. While there might have been some villagers that had objected or even refused to participate in burning (Y/N)’s cottage down, (Y/N) viewing each and every one of them as guilty of the crime. Them just standing there watching, watching as (Y/N)’s home and the place where they had their life’s work was now destroyed, left to scatter in the wind as ashes. 

“After everything I have done for not only those of you individually, but as a village as a whole, this is how the lot of you proceed to show your appreciation and thanks?!” There’s an obvious combination of rage, betrayal, and devastation within their tone of voice, alongside the features of hands being clenched into fists, eyebrows are furrowed, and there’s a frown upon their lips. “This is an act of treachery!”

“You’re quite mistaken,” Though their attention seems to be more diverted towards the more prominent danger at hand, the elders are completely aware of the angered Witch standing some feet away. It’s the high elder of the village that begins to speak in response to the displeased Witch. “We are simply cleaning this village from the dangerous, immoral establishment and influence that you have bestowed.” It might’ve been just the anger clouding her mind or the trick of the light as the flames continue to burn, (Y/N) swears that they could see a smirk upon the high elder’s lips. 

“..Remember this, and remember this quite well then..” 

A momentary pause, a moment to briefly recollect thoughts to prevent oneself from outbursting and bringing the whole village to its knees.

At least, not yet. 

“I will be back to exact my revenge!” 

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Some might address to the Witch that the way they are attempting to handle the situation of the village’s betrayal was simply as “being petty” or even be described as “being melodramatic”. Yet, (Y/N) didn’t necessarily care about others' opinions on their situation and how they were going to handle it. All that mattered to them was that they were so close to completing the final steps before launching their assault. It hadn’t taken long to come across a cave that was mostly hidden by the dense forest surrounding it, which made a comfortable and suitable home for the time being. It was enough to offer a temporary place to work to figure out the best means of attack, but also to house not only the Witch, but the brute of the underworldly being that they had summoned to assist them as well. 

 “I have listened to your story, your tragedy, Witch,” He speaks, his voice deep and gravely, glowing yellow eyes seemingly piercing into the soul of the Witch upon their knees in front of him, the Butcher only slightly amused that someone such as the Witch themself would have summoned him for such purposes, but it hadn’t been the first time. “While I am intrigued, you have yet to offer anything in exchange for my temporary loyalty for you and your objective.” There happens to be a moment of silence that begins to settle within the environment as the Witch begins to think. It had been true, never the doubt, they had presented their story to the Butcher, asking for his assistance, but hadn’t necessarily offered anything in return. The Butcher was definitely not a being to do such a task without payment of course.

“As for payment.. I will offer the souls of all of the villagers.. Child, Adult, Elderly.. I will then allow you to take my soul as well, and then I will be of your servitude for the remainder of time.” 

Will it be unpleasant to essentially be a slave to the Butcher for the remainder of their existence? Who knows? Maybe he will be somewhat generous to the Witch due to their offer of a bundle of souls to torture or feast upon. The thoughts were floating amongst (Y/N)’s mind, their gaze slowly moving from the alchemy table in front of them to the Butcher who sat there silently staring into the flames of the small campfire, all while (Y/N)’s hands were still working with the ingredients of the current potion. How could he just sit there and stare into the fire the whole time? Wasn’t he unamused about it? Bored of just sitting there and waiting? Eventually they return their attention back to the potion at hand, though an eyebrow raises at the color of the potion itself, it being something similar to a fuchsia pink. Definitely not the color of the strength potion that the Witch thought it would’ve been, but they simply shrug their shoulders and then begin to drink the potion, not stopping until it was completely gone. 

Throughout the time to allow the potion to course throughout their system to test the full effect, the Witch decides to complete some tasks within the cave, mostly tidying up things and then prepping some meals. Eventually there happens to be a moment that (Y/N) finds themself standing still, trying to decipher the strange, stirring feeling within them. It’s then that they begin addressing the symptoms that begin becoming more apparent within them. How the Witch had come to realize that their body temperature was increasing significantly, followed by the increasing pace of their heartbeat and breathing, certain body parts becoming more sensitive than typically normal and other parts becoming sensitive when they typically weren’t. 

Slowly, but surely, the pieces of the puzzle begin to come together, and there’s a loud audible gasp that escapes past their lips, scurrying throughout the cave to make their way back to their workbench. Eyes frantically moving across the ingredients that had been used for the potion, and then eventually stopping and staring whenever (Y/N) comes across that specific one. 

Rose petals. 

A strong ingredient it is, and when handled or portioned incorrectly it can lead to some dire consequences. 

The flustered blush that covered their face was  now descending down their neck as they came to realize their mistake. It wasn’t a super strength potion that they had made, but in fact it had been an aphrodisiac. One of the most dangerous potions of all time if not handled carefully, such as this moment right now. Knowing their mistake it’s now that they have to suffer the consequences, but was there actually anything that could resolve this increasing, almost agonizing arousal that was continuously building up within them? Fingers would be like just trying to ignore an internal itch, and attempting to use inanimate objects with the assistance of magic would just cause their energy to deplete significantly, and (Y/N) would probably still be as horny as ever. Yet, that would leave one other option.. 

“Butcher,” While (Y/N)’s voice might have been firm for the most part, there was that noticeable wavering to it, watching as the Butcher’s gaze had finally turned away from the flickering flames of the fire and over the the with, letting out a snort of sorts. “I’m in need of some.. assistance.. Dire assistance, if I must state.” What the Witch hadn’t expected was for the Butcher to hobble himself to be standing, making his way over towards the large, makeshift bed of his that had been made of various furs. While raising an eyebrow in slight confusion, the Butcher proceeds to speak before (Y/N) could question his action. “I had been wondering how long it was going to take you to notice that you had messed up, now get over here so we can get through this.” 

He had been watching them make this potion the entire time? If that was the case then why didn’t he say something beforehand? Why did he wait until after- (Y/N)’s thoughts are interrupted by an impatient grunt from the Butcher once again, which causes (Y/N) to hastily make way over to his bed, watching as he plops himself down and pats his lap. There’s some slight grimace from the remaining gunk upon his apron, but the need to be satisfied comes at a much higher regard at the moment. Legs now being spread across his lap, there’s a soft sigh of relief as the Butcher moves the robes to the side and ripped away their underwear, a few of his fingers beginning the job by teasingly brush against (Y/N)’s skin and then slowly dipping them inside, causing (Y/N) to whine out. A slow and steady pace at first, the Butcher is smarter than any other that would just go all the way, a rough and manhandling pace.

Time definitely becomes a blur, moreso becomes something that’s forgotten, as the pleasure slowly but surely takes over the Witch’s mind. How long had it been since the Butcher had first slipped a finger inside of them? Who cares? All that mattered at that moment was how full they were feeling as one finger had now turned into three, proceeding to stretch out the Witch’s clenching hole, the fluids from previous, intense orgasms now coating their thighs, the Butcher’s fingers and his apron as well. Another one begins to creep up on them as that internal coiling sensation begins to tighten, body trembling tremendously while bucking their hips to chase that euphoric high until it comes crashing down upon the Witch. With a loud cry of the Butcher’s name escaping past their lips the Witch’s back arches to lift themself within the air before collapsing back against the Butcher’s large frame. Head bobbing from the fuzzy, lightheadedness of their orgasm once again racking their brain and preventing them from making any logical decisions at the moment. Yet, they’re still somewhat aware of themself as once the Butcher had begun to slowly thrust his fingers once again they proceed to tightly grip at his forearm, shaking their head. 

“B-Butcher~ N-Need a break, please~” 

“Are you so sure about that?” There’s a gentle chuckle that leaves him as he glances down to look at the pleasure ridden, and probably exhausted Witch resting against that. It was more of a teasing question, but he knows that while he could go for much longer even though he was only using his fingers, trying to ignore the growing erection that was beginning to press against the Witch’s back, the Witch would need to take a break more often to regain their energy. “You’ve only had maybe.. seven.. orgasms now?” 

A cheeky laugh of amusement escapes the Witch’s lips at the teasing questions, leaning their head back against the Butcher’s chest and closing their eyes. 

Maybe, just maybe, revenge upon the village could wait just a little longer.

[aaabsinthe]

Overwatch Male Characters Masterlist

Here is the Masterlist of Overwatch male characters - please ensure to read and check the request rules before requesting!

Key

Angst: -

Fluff: =

Smut (18+): *

Baptiste 

Bastion 

Cole Cassidy

Doomfist

Genji

Hanzo

= + * Hanzo x Female Reader Relationship Headcanons and NSFW Headcanons

Junkrat

Lucio

Ramattra

Reaper

Reinhardt

Roadhog

Sigma

Soldier 76

Torbjörn

Zenyatta

[sketchfanda]

sketch’s smut fic one shot commissions

If between 5 to 20 bucks seema reasonable for the quality I put out then Would anyone be interested esp when I make clear who and what I will and won’t write? Hit me up on dms here or on Twitter as sketchfan85. Roll on up and let’s see what I can provide you

examples of my work https://archiveofourown.org/users/Sketchfan/works one shot smut fics only.

Dudes I will write main muses:Kirishima Moxxie Krillin Muses of choice:Peter Parker, Lincoln loud,aeolus06’s human Tony Tony chopper, dib membrane, beast boy, roadhog, takashiro komuro, hanatarou yamada,patanu’s human rigby,killer croc,shinji ikari,ranma saotome, roger rabbit, sir pentious

possible maybes=izuku,naruto(already have enough of their own smut and harem based fics),luffy(likewise).ron stoppable(henrickdrake's new pets comic has that covered plenty),kaminari,tetsutetsu,Jaune (plenty wrists and artists do him enough plenty), sun wukong,yamcha

chars i will NOT write;any and all saiyan dudes(esp vegeta,gohan or goku,the saiyan centric harem bullshit,fuck you writefiction you gohan fanboy),Cardin,Adam Taurus,bakugo,monoma.mineta,mordecai(fucking simp bluejay),any uchiha(esp asshat),any league of villains dudes or nomus,zetsus,roshi,oolong,happosai, self inserts/ugly bastard/typical hentai douchebags and faceless womanizing casanovas,roshi,oolong,boruto(little shit),harry potter or any other char from his series,likewise no women from that series.

kinks i will NOT write:cuckolding/ntr and cheating esp if any of my muse dudes are the intended targets,any weird or gross crud,rape.no bleached/blacked type stuff or raceplay. hypnosis and noncon or dubcon of a darker,edgier subject matter variety.

series or movies i won't write:any live action,no literature i mainly read comics and manga as i like my stories visual,but specifically NO MCU,likewise dc movies and connected or related series,no twilight,no vampire diaries or any other type of teen drama bullshit,suernatural or otherwise,no harry potter(i don't give a fuck what or how jk rowling's tanked her own career,i was never into the books and LOATHED the movies and that extends to fantastic beasts). canon art styles like that of butch hartman or seth mcfarlane will be rejected (unless the woman or women in question prove exceptional design wise,and that's a big IF), matt groening series females like from simpsons or futarama also depend on exceptionality of design.Absolutely NO big mouth of anything by the brickleberry crowd.about the only female i'll take from rick and morty is the interstellar demon stripper.

hentais are acceptable so long as i'm familiar with or can learn enough approximate knowledge of the chars from it,likewise any manga/anime or cartoon i'm not familiar with. candidate and scenario suggestions are taken into consideration though some if not all may not make the cut.

So if anyone thinks my writing is worth 5 bucks,hit me up if you're maybe intrigued.

[letternotekisses]

overwatch men react to you doing the ‘fake bj prank’ 🫦

Reinhardt pulls an almost adorably curious face when you suddenly drop to your knees in front of him, his mouth open in a small ‘o’ that soon turns into an excited grin once he catches sight of you tying up your hair. His hand instinctively comes to his belt - his cock growing stiff and heavy within moments, although his joy deflates almost instantaneously when you stand back up after ‘finding’ your ‘lost’ hairpin. He covers himself with a nearby sofa cushion and waves you off when you giggle and ask why he’s blushing.

Cassidy immediately gets comfortable, he knows the drill. Stubs out his cigar as quick as a flash and all but slams his Peacekeeper on the table beside him. It’s only when he realises you’re actually reaching for something you’d ‘dropped’ on the floor and not ripping his belt off wildly with your teeth does he stand there like an absolute melon. Don’t even ask him about it because he’ll simply lower his hat in shame and mourn over the loss of his cigar. That was Cuban. But you both know he’d forgo many more just for the chance of your perfect lips around his thick cock.

Genji is actually surprisingly hard to prank. If you try to ‘drop’ something or go to pick something up directly in front of him he’s much too quick to do it for you. Always the gentleman, but it grew almost annoying being unknowingly outsmarted by him every time. You had to get real creative with it - kneeling low and close to fiddle with the loops of his trousers gets him spluttering and looking around wildly for someone in the halls, before you pat his thigh and rise with a smile, claiming the new belt you’d got him looks so nice on. He’s adorably confused for a minute, before he mentally vowed to get you back. Although, you fear he may not get the point of the prank because you definitely had the best orgasm of your life after he was done with you. Sigh it’s the little things.

Hanzo raises a brow to you when you slide smoothly to your knees, your hands bundling your hair up until it’s tied back neatly. His back is stiffening the moment any part of you grazes his thigh and he instinctively reaches out to smooth the stray hair that escaped your grasp, the other hand settling upon the button of his waistcoat until…you’re giggling? And he sits back with a small embarrassed huff at his eagerness, a blush settling high on his sharp cheekbones. You pepper kisses all over his face to make it up to him and his fickle pride, which only makes him flush darker. He won’t stay mad for long, but similar to his brother - he’ll plan on getting even. Usually in the form of overstimulating you until you’re teary-eyed and whining or not letting you cum at all :-)

Junkrat is tittering with excitement the moment you walk into the room, let alone your little prank. As soon as you even try to get near him he’s jumping your bones and growling some nasty shit in your ear - you should have known that his insatiable nature would interfere with this. Oh well, might as well indulge him, hm? You don’t even get your dues either - as he’s too busy shimmying your trousers down your hips so he can get his daily taste of that pretty little cunt you were hiding away from him for so long.

Reaper is…not really the type of man you’d like to prank, but who says you’re any type of normal. It’s why he likes you. He won’t even let you finish your little prank because he knew what you were playing at from the start. He thumbs your head with his clawed gauntlet, a growling laugh low in his chest as his heavy cock rests on your face, pulsing hotly against your skin. Hey - you got yourself into this, but service him well enough and he’ll let you cum this time. Maybe? Who knows. He did like your attempt though! You should try and prank him more often if this is the outcome.

Lucio almost has a heart attack when you get to your knees - he had a concert due in ten minutes! But his cock betrays his best interest when it twitches to life and with ashamed (but not rly) delight he goes to fiddle with his trousers only to find…you were licking your thumb and wiping a smudge off of him. The poor guy actually almost beats himself up about assuming what you’re down there for until you explain to him with little giggles between kisses. You have a little something planned after his concert to cheer him up anyways.

Baptiste is like the largest gentleman at heart, so when you even dare squat down to even try and prank him he’s manhandling you so he can eat your pussy first. It gets weirdly competitive when you try to insist on it (so you can perform your epic awesome prank) so now you’re just 69ing. Wrong method right execution? You can’t really find yourself too bothered with Baptiste’s talented tongue deep in your cunt and his cock buried down your throat. Later, maybe. A man who insists his woman cums comes first is a man. Period.

Lifeweaver is too sweet about it to the point it might rot your fucking teeth out. It almost pains you to prank him because you just wanna suck the soul out of him through his dick. He doesn’t even blink when you’re ducking between his legs, or dropping things on purpose because he’ll just fucking help you pick them up. It’s almost infuriating so you instead take your frustrations out on actually blowing him instead. Niran palms your cheek with hands softer than aloe, his cock bulging your cheek as you swallow him deeper. Curse him and his magical body. You just wanna lick him all over.

Sigma is an intelligent man. You know it, he knows it, the ants on the ceiling probably fucking know it. That being said - he was convinced he’d memorised all of your mannerisms completely. So when he pushed back from his desk to greet you and you immediately dropped to your knees, bundling your hair up, he was happy to make quick work of his slacks. He is both humbled and down-crested to find it was a prank. He bundles you into his lap, murmuring nothings to you in Dutch. It’s enough to convince you to make it up to him - to warm his long cock with your perfect cunt while he works. Perfect. Try not to squirm…too much.

Roadhog yeah that ain’t gonna work on him. Not only does he have a sixth sense for when you (or Rat) are up to mischief, he also knows that you know he much prefers your sweet little pussy to your mouth. He thinks it’s worthy of a little punishment. Nothing too big, just something to keep you walking funny for a few days. (Good luck.)

Ramattra is very much accustomed to your human oddities by now, he’s grown tolerant of you (dare I say fond) enough to be unbothered by whatever you do. Treat him like a giant climbing frame for all he cares, you couldn’t make a dent. He knows exactly what you’re up to, and only when you’re whining for a scrap of his attention does he give it to you. Poor, sweet little human, begging for him? He’ll give you exactly what you crave, but you must remember that you asked for this when the silicone of his cock is buried impossibly deep in your tiny cunt, his cold, metal fingers splayed across the small of your back as he tuts down at you. Squirm all you want, Ramattra insists on taking his time with you.

Mauga won’t let you get off that easy either. He watches you go down with a grin that could rival the sharks back at Samoa. Watching you come back up has that smile dropping and an almost evilly mischievous glint appear in his eyes that has your panties just a tiny bit wet. In retrospect it was a good idea to prank him. In truth, when he has his fat, veiny cock buried down your throat and his meaty fingers deep inside of your cunt? It was a great idea. 10/10. In fact you should do it again.

Doomfist knows something is up the moment you tie your hair up because usually he just holds it back for you while he fucks your fac—oh. He quirks a brow at your giggles, but it’s not long until you’re quickly silenced. He soon has you riding his thigh with an intense desperation in your eyes as he thumbs your lip, cooing mockingly at the wet spot on his expensive suit trousers from where he’d kept you there so long. You cum when he thinks you’ve made it up to him, which might be a while, considering how much Akande seemed to be enjoying this, his chest reverberating with every pleased rumble. You’d think twice again next time about pranking the leader of Talon. (Probably…not.)

[pogona]

see ive not forgotten them <3

[koifish67]

Hello! Welcome to my blog! thanks for coming!I make Male and non-binary reader fanfics!

Rules:

I do pretty much anything but there is a few requesting rules

-No gore, sc*t, pee, r*pe, character x character, smut.

-Don’t do really long and incredibly specific request, I can head-canons or ideas

I can reject any requests for any reason

I do:

Male and female characters

Fandoms i do:

Overwatch

Tf2

Demon slayer

CoD

Tf2

Meeting the mercs parents

Overwatch

solider 76 and a boyfriend both with social anxiety

Junkrat x male reader headcanons

Zenyatta and Ramattra with an s/o who doesn’t talk until later in there relationship

zenyatta x male! Reader headcanons

Overwatch x GN! Reader adopting a kid part 1

Roadhog with a kid who loves puppets and sewing

Zenyatta and Ramattra x Gn! Reader who is having a burnout

Roadhog x junkrat x male reader headcanons

Roadhog and junkrat taking care of you after you got hurt oneshot

Ramattra first kiss

Kissing head-canons with the boys

Misc.

Being with Toki after Magnus kidnapped him

[findroleplay]

Hey there! Let's cut to the chase. I'm on the hunt for a multifandom roleplay. I've been itching for a variety of them and I've jotted down a few below, along with the pairings I'm into. Just a heads up, a lot of these pairings are gonna dwell in dark themes, with elements like co-dependency, power struggles, toxic relationships, incest, obsession, manipulation, stalking, and possessiveness, among other things.

The names bolded below are who I'd prefer to play for each pairing listed!

# FANDOMS.

【DC COMICS】 Batman x Joker Batman x Superman Dick x Jason Dick x Batman Jon x Damian Tim x Damian

【THE BOYS】 Billy x Homelander Billy x Soldier Boy

【OVERWATCH】 Baptiste x Mauga Genji x Hanzo Zenyetta x Ramattra Roadhog x Junkrat Genji x Ramattra Lucio x Junkrat Lucio x Doomfist Reinhardt x Sigma

【SUCCESSION】 Kendall x Roman Siobhan x Kendall Siobhan x Roman

【AMERICAN PSYCHO】 Paul x Patrick

【BERSERK】 Guts x Griffith

In terms of NSFW, I'm looking for a partner who can bring that switch energy. I'm convinced that a lot of the characters in these pairings are versatile switches. So, if you're someone that strictly plays bottoms and refuses to switch it up occasionally, then we likely aren't compatible. Regarding the balance between story and smut, I lean more towards a 70/30 ratio. I'm the kind of person who values a solid storyline and the gradual development of chemistry between our characters.

# FINAL NOTES.

I consider myself literate to advanced when it comes to my writing abilities. Typically, my replies span around 10-20 lines, though the length can be influenced by the content I have to work with and my current level of motivation. Generally, I tend to mirror my partner's responses most of the time.

Please maintain a reasonable level of activity. While I don't anticipate constant responses around the clock, I do expect a reply every 2-3 days and at most within a week. If you tend to respond infrequently or have a habit of randomly ghosting people, kindly refrain from reaching out. I'm seeking partners who are genuinely interested and attentive.

Lastly, be open to some OOC banter and easygoing conversation. I'm a pretty laid back person, just looking to have a good time! Let's ramble about the characters, make playlists, the more the merrier!

Further details will be shared in DM's. This will take place on Discord. Thanks for reading! ✨

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[termagax]

'junkrat mpreg fluff" evil demonic will not make it to heaven "roadhog abortion smut" heavenly angelic will also not make it to heaven but in a sexy way

no its okay my friend who knows jesus said hed be okay with it. roadhog abortion smut gets into heaven. i hear they have infinite pregnancy boobs in heaven.